This is a song about "My own hea"

Im my own person in my own lane,

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

My own pace, rocking the beat of my own drummer

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

I do all this on my own

The king upon the throne

We just want you back at home

Did it all on my own

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

My own unknown is my enemy,

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Live long in the hands of my own, 

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Fracturing bones, acting irrational on my own

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

This is my own style, all this is my own version,